coming of age

As an incurable horror movie fan, I have no problem watching torture, disembowelments, and all other manner of grotesqueries. But no amount of gore could prepare me for the emotional meat grinder that is Eighth Grade. Bo Burnham’s directorial debut is at times nothing less than an endurance test, and I mean that as the best of compliments. Continue reading →

Another New Year, another deluge of Oscar Bait. Some things never change, and for movie aficionados like myself the sudden awards season overflow of “must-see” movies is only slightly preferable to a full-on drought (coming this February…). Going to the theater is starting to feel like an obligation, especially with a serious lack of enjoyable trash to balance out all the prestige pictures. But the upside is that I’ve had the pleasure of seeing a few real winners, perhaps none better than Call Me by Your Name. Continue reading →